Taekwondo Page #2

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It's not karate, you idiot.

- It's the same thing.

- It's not the same thing.

Yeah, I used to do karate,

but when I moved to Adrogu,

I started doing taekwondo,

because that's all they had there.

I did it to do some kind of sport.

I don't like it that much.

I don't have a belt or anything.

I don't know if I'm going to

get different color belts.

You work at the pool bar

at San Martin Square, right?

Yeah.

We saw you there one day

with Fer, right?

Yeah, actually,

that's where we met.

We started talking a lot

and he told me

to try out the club,

so we became friends.

Are you studying anything?

I used to study architecture

and I dropped out.

- Where?

- In La Plata.

- Nice!

- Yeah, I liked it...

I like to draw,

but I'd rather draw things

like comic book illustrations...

Real drawings.

So anyway...

I'd love to draw for a living.

But it's very hard

to find the right connections.

- Fer has a big comic book collection.

- Yeah.

Have you guys seen it?

It's huge!

Yeah.

- Should I roll a blunt?

- Please.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, what's up?

Is everything alright?

Yeah.

THE CATCHER IN THE RYE

Are you enjoying it?

It's awesome.

He's a great writer.

Yeah, he is.

What are you doing, man?

Lucho, you were a total chicken!

I'd be scared of Fatso too.

Yeah, man, stop overdoing it.

It's not a World Cup.

You kick too hard.

I said I'm not gonna beat you up

because you're weak,

but if you keep bothering me,

I'll beat the crap outta you.

So are your friends coming here

on Saturday or not?

You always act like you're faithful,

but you're dying

to meet those girls. What the hell?

You're so gay!

Shut up!

Don't be gay!

I just want some eye candy,

that's all.

But are they coming?

When they saw there were

eight of us, they left early.

Well, Maca said

she wasn't coming,

but if we throw a party,

she'll come with more friends.

The other day,

it was eight of us against four.

There can't be two of us for each.

It's not like

we're going to make porn.

- But Juan screwed one of them.

- Yeah.

They're no prudes.

I didn't screw the other one

because she knows I have a girlfriend,

otherwise, I would've done it.

Totally.

- Did you buy chocolate milk?

- Yeah.

Hey, Germn,

are you in a relationship?

He's Fer's boyfriend.

Are you jealous,

you cock-sucking p*ssy?

No, I'm single.

If I looked like Brad Pitt

and girls hit on me

like they probably hit on this guy,

I wouldn't stop fooling around

until I'm in my forties

and then I'd start thinking

about a relationship.

You always want a girlfriend

to cheat on her with sluts.

The only faithful guy here

is Toms.

I'm pretty faithful too, man.

Yeah, right.

It's not like girls are

faithful either.

I don't believe that at all.

Of course not.

They're just like us, or worse.

They're just really sly.

They get away with it

and you never find out.

I don't know what's up with the guy.

What I do know is that

he doesn't have a girlfriend.

I'm not making it up, man.

Why did he invite me?

I don't know.

Your head would explode

if you were here.

They walk around naked all the time.

Hey, today they asked me

if I was in a relationship...

and I said no.

No, man. I didn't lie.

They didn't ask me

if I had a girlfriend.

No, I didn't lie.

And Fer was just listening.

Are you stupid?

Fer's the guy.

If some chicks come here

and he screws one of them,

I'll just die.

Yeah.

I don't know.

I'm just going to stay here.

I'm going to play dumb for a while

and see what he does.

I don't know.

You're so stupid.

Okay, bye, bye-

Bye.

Hi.

- How are you?

- Fine.

Great.

Sorry to bother you,

but I'm about to make a barbecue

and we don't have any newspapers.

- Do you have any?

- Yeah, I'm sure we have some.

- I'll bring you some.

- Thanks.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- How are you?

- Fine.

- There are so many of you.

- Yeah.

- Nice weather, huh?

- Yeah.

How are the girls?

Fine.

You should make them wear

sunscreen. The sun's really burning.

Yeah, I know.

But they're inside right now,

otherwise they can't

get to sleep at night.

There he is.

- Is this enough?

- Yeah, this is great.

- Yeah?

- Thanks.

If you need more,

just let us know.

- Okay, thanks.

- Bye.

- Bye! guys!

- Bye-bye.

She was cute!

Really cute!

You voted for the wrong guy,

admit it.

I don't know.

I have no idea about politics.

I shouldnt have even told you.

If you have no idea,

you should go and ask.

I'm not saying you have

to understand,

but you're old enough

to not vote for just anyone.

You're not choosing

where you're going to go on vacation.

Right?

There's a whole bunch

of stuff at play.

You should've asked me about it,

or your dad.

Well, not your dad...

But you should've asked around

a little,

so at least you know

what you're voting for.

Or would you screw a girl

without a condom

just because she says

she's on the pill?

It depends how hot she is.

- But that's a bad example.

- Why?

Because you supposedly

trust the girl.

You don't think

she's gonna lie to you.

But if you vote for the wrong person,

you end up taking it up the butt.

They say they're gonna give you

a back massage

and they end up sticking it

up your butt.

If they stick it up your butt,

at least it should be

because you want to feel it inside.

Hey, you really look Argentinian.

What do you mean?

- What do you look like?

- Spanish.

And me?

French. All you need

is a beret and a paintbrush.

What about me?

Italian.

Fatso looks Russian.

Toms looks Arabian.

Leo looks German

and Diego looks Swedish.

What do I look like?

You look English.

You look like

an English soccer player.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

eleven, twelve, thirteen,

fourteen, fifteen, sixteen,

seventeen, eighteen, nineteen,

twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two,

twenty-three, twenty-four,

twenty-five,

twenty-six, twenty-seven,

twenty-eight,

twenty-nine, thirty!

What's the matter with you?

You're always cheating!

- What happened?

- Did you hear that?

You're always cheating, man!

You can't play like that!

Stop!

Stop it, Leo!

You moron!

Who are you calling a moron?

He's an idiot! He keeps cheating!

I can't play like this!

- Stop it, Leo.

- Relax...

Stop it!

Stop, Leo!

It's not a championship.

You get too worked up.

They why are we playing?

Take it easy! And you too!

I'm gonna score.

Pass the blunt, man.

You're smoking it all by yourself.

Don't get upset, man.

We were just playing

and you got really pissed off!

But if we're playing and you cheat,

it sucks. You can't do that!

- Stop being such a p*ssy!

- What are you talking about, a**hole?

We were just fooling around

for a while!

- You're a jerk, man.

- Go f*** yourself!

Let me have some.

Mother f***er...

Milo Manara.

Milo Manara?

Don't you know him?

He's an Italian...

A genius. My dad had

a bunch of his comic books.

I know the classic ones more,

the American ones.

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